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[kunstler]

WHAT In person!
WHERE The mall
WHEN Day 7, morning

[ hey, did you feel like getting something done at the mall today? too bad, there's an idiot teenager here with four hundred dollars and no self control.

if you're unlucky enough to be at the art supply store you're going to find yourself in one hell of a line. because said idiot teenager is paying for what looks to be a good one hundred and fifty dollars worth of art supplies in one dollar bills. r i p.

she's holding up lines in other places too like the concession stands and the bookstores and just. she is generally causing chaos with her one dollar bills. what a disaster. ]

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[selfidentitytheft]

[tapping his foot impatiently in line at the art store. tap tap TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP]

[kunstler]

[ she turns around to glance at the line behind her and then has the sheer audacity to spot him tapping his foot and then just. give him a cheery wave.

then she goes back to counting out her money. good lord. ]

[selfidentitytheft]

[loudly]

Do you have an ETA, or should I make an appointment to come back and check out my stuff?

[kunstler]

Just gimme a sec! I've only got another thirty to count out.

[ it's impossible to tell if she's actually sassing him or if she's just that polite. ]

[cinnaponroll]

[I just wanted a a tart before work...!

w a i t s]


...Ah...

[kunstler]

-- and a cupcake, too? And maybe...

[ she pauses, glances back over her shoulder and sees him stood behind her. then she gives him a smile. ]

Do you want something too?

[cinnaponroll]

--Uh, me? [he doesn't want to assume she's offering, so:] I recommend the cherry tart! I've been thinking about it all morning.

[kunstler]

Oooh, okay! Just a sec.

[ And turning back to the person manning the stall ]

And two of those, please! The cherry tarts!

[ how is she going to fit all those desserts in her tiny body ]

[hotsytotsybotsy]

[In line at the bookstore, tapping her foot impatiently.

Eventually she holds out a few larger denomination bills and taps Krista's shoulder.]

Hey, kiddo. Trade ya.

[kunstler]

Huh?

[ cash money... ]

Uh-- are you sure? It'll take me a while to count out what I need to give you back...

[ ... she says as if she's not taking enough time counting this mess of one dollar notes out ]

[hotsytotsybotsy]

[It's not like hard currency is common where she's from, but barter is a well accepted principle. Besides, this is obviously still a child. She can't bring herself to swindle a kid.]

Don't sweat it.

[She pushes the cash into her hand.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Whoa. Do you really need all that?

[giving100percent]

Why wouldn't she?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Ah, Mob! Well, art supplies are an investment! You always buy more than you mean to.

Actually I was looking for you! There's something I wanted to tell you about.

[kunstler]

Absolutely!

[ just look at her sparkle. ]

All my best stuff's back home so I need to stock up again!

[giving100percent]

[is unbothered because sometimes things take time

reaching down to grab a dollar she dropped]

You dropped this.

[kunstler]

Hm?

[ ah, so she did! ]

Ooohh, thanks! Here, lemme just--

[ she has to juggle her handful of shopping for a second to free up one so she can take that dollar bill from him. one dollar get! ]

[caughtbythecurrent]

[you know dying kind of blows but it turns out being dead does wonders for your perspective on things like waiting in line.

starts humming an anime theme song to himself. might as well have fun with the wait]

[kunstler]

[ that gets her to pause in her counting and turn round, looking over her shoulder right at him.

...

she hums the next bar of the song. ]

[cannonbeauty]

[ if she's interested in cinnamon rolls, this petite cashier will wait patiently for her cash ]

Take your time~

[kunstler]

Fifteen, sixteen-- seventeen!

[ she plops those seventeen notes down on the counter, finally ready to pay for her ridiculous order of cinnamon rolls. ]

Done!

[cannonbeauty]

Here's your change and your half-dozen cinnamon rolls.

[ All neatly boxed, though that doesn't stop the warmth and sweet aroma from seeping through ]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ but my break is only 15 minutes long and I Need a pastry? why is this happening to me, a good Kaiko who has... done many things wrong, all right, maybe don't answer that question. ]

...I don't suppose you would accept help with counting any of that out?

[kunstler]

Oh-- sorry, am I holding you up? Just a sec--

[ she hastily sorts through another couple of bills, quick enough that you'd think she'd lose track of how many are going through her fingers. but apparently not. ]

What is it you wanna order? I can grab it for you!

[ghostfromthemachine]

Ah—

[ visibly dithering for a moment over whether to accept, but ]

...well, since you offered... one of the cheese danishes, if you wouldn't mind...? I didn't mean to rush you, I'm just technically on the clock and don't want to get back to work late.